I'd hope not, but better safe than sorry. I'm better with the idea of them seeing my ass than putting us on some kind of watchlist, anyway.

[ And there's comfort in being so close, in knowing that no matter what else is screwy with this place they still have each other's backs. She tips her face in to press against where he's resting on her shoulder with a quiet little sigh. ]

It could all be some kind of shitty prank, but we should at least act like nothing's wrong until we know more. No unnecessary risks, okay?